Dai Chengfeng walked up to her and opened his palm, revealing the pair of black cat's eye earrings.
"This is for you."
Zhu Zhuqing's gaze fell on the earrings, pausing briefly.
She raised her clear eyes to look at Dai Chengfeng. "Why did you suddenly think of giving me this?"
She tilted her head slightly. "You know I don't have pierced ears."
Dai Chengfeng's lips curled into a smile as he reached out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear:
"I saw them at a stall earlier and immediately liked them."
He paused, his fingertips lightly touching her earlobe. "It doesn't matter that you don't have pierced ears now. I'll keep them for you, and later… I'll accompany you to get them pierced."
Zhu Zhuqing lowered her eyelids, but the corners of her mouth subtly curved upward.
She reached out to take the earrings, her cool nails brushing lightly against Dai Chengfeng's palm like a feather tickling gently.
"Thank you, I really like them."
Before Dai Chengfeng could say anything, she suddenly stood up and took a step closer to him.
The distance between them abruptly narrowed, her faint cold fragrance lingering in his breath.
Seeing this, Dai Chengfeng gently covered her lips with his own.
This kiss was long. When they parted, Zhu Zhuqing's cheeks were flushed red, and her breathing was slightly uneven.
She opened her eyes, which shimmered with moisture.
Looking at her rare bashful appearance, Dai Chengfeng's heart melted completely as he gently pulled her into his arms.
Zhu Zhuqing obediently leaned into his embrace, resting her forehead against his shoulder, softly muttering:
"... Can a fiancé just kiss someone like that?"
Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly, his chin lightly rubbing against the top of her head. "Then... can a fiancée just tease someone and then run away?"
Feeling her ears heat up, he tightened his arms, his voice gentle. "I won't mess with you anymore. Rest early."
Zhu Zhuqing softly hummed in response.
After leaving Zhu Zhuqing's room, Dai Chengfeng's gaze turned toward the highest lit chamber of the Pope's Palace.
Dai Chengfeng returned to his room, washed up quickly, and ate an orange.
Ensuring there was no trace of any other woman's scent, he concealed his presence, moving like a ghost, cleverly avoiding all the guards and patrolling knights in the Pope's Palace.
In a few leaps, he silently arrived at the window of that grand and luxurious chamber.
Through the slightly ajar window gap...
Dai Chengfeng saw that Bibi Dong was sitting behind a wide desk, focused on reviewing documents.
She wore only a silk purple nightgown, loosely tied, the collar slightly open, revealing exquisite collarbones and a small patch of fair skin.
The hem of the nightgown spread out, outlining her mature and voluptuous curves.
Soft light illuminated her breathtaking profile, long lashes casting a faint shadow; her expression was focused and serious, exuding an aura of control and supreme authority.
At the same time, her casual attire added an irresistible charm.
Dai Chengfeng gently pushed open the window, entered quietly, and soundlessly approached Bibi Dong from behind, then extended his arms...
Gently embracing her slender and soft waist from behind, he rested his chin lightly on her fragrant shoulder.
"Teacher, I'm back."
Bibi Dong's hand, which had been reviewing documents, paused slightly, but she showed no surprise. She didn't even turn around, merely scolding softly with a voice full of elegance and a hint of laziness:
"Don't mess around~"
Despite her words, she did not push Dai Chengfeng away. Instead, she relaxed her body, leaning back slightly, allowing him to hold her.
She continued picking up the pen and writing comments on the documents. This tacit approval and indulgence made Dai Chengfeng feel warm inside.
Watching Bibi Dong work so seriously, her side face was stunning under the light.
He gently pushed down the upper part of her nightgown, and his warm hands slid along her smooth skin.
"Mm~"
A suppressed moan escaped from Bibi Dong's throat, and her pen-holding hand trembled slightly, leaving a small ink spot on the document.
Her beautiful face instantly blushed red, adding an extraordinary allure to her usual dignity and nobility.
Turning her head, she glared at Dai Chengfeng reproachfully, her tone tinged with shyness and annoyance:
"I told you not to mess around! Can't you see I'm busy with important matters?"
Seeing her flushed cheeks and those watery violet eyes, Dai Chengfeng did not restrain himself but laughed softly, bringing his lips close to her ear and breathing hot air:
"I'm not messing around, Teacher."
"You continue with your official duties, and I'll handle my… it doesn't conflict."
Bibi Dong shot Dai Chengfeng an exasperated look, knowing that this mischievous boy had decided not to let her work in peace.
She simply placed the pen on the table, but her body went limp, leaning back into his arms, tacitly approving his mischief, her tone carrying a hint of helpless indulgence:
"You… are becoming more and more disrespectful."
Seeing her no longer resisting, Dai Chengfeng felt triumphant and became even more enthusiastic in his "work."
He enjoyed the unparalleled elasticity and softness of Bibi Dong's skin while gently kissing her neck and earlobes, leaving fine marks.
Bibi Dong slightly tilted her head back, closing her eyes, letting Dai Chengfeng play around...
The majesty of the Pope she usually maintained vanished completely at this moment, leaving only the most captivating charm of a mature woman immersed in caresses.
Just as they were lost in passion, Bibi Dong's gaze inadvertently swept over a corner of the desk, where a recently delivered letter with a special angel seal lay.
As if suddenly awakened, she abruptly opened her eyes and gently pushed away Dai Chengfeng, who was about to bury his head in front of her.
"Wait..."
Dai Chengfeng, who had been deeply immersed, looked at Bibi Dong's suddenly complex expression and asked puzzledly:
"What's wrong, Teacher?"
Bibi Dong did not answer immediately but reached for the letter, opened it, and quickly skimmed through it.
Her brows furrowed slightly, and her face flashed with a very complex emotion—surprise, gravity, and a hint of... obscurity.
She put down the letter, took a deep breath, and then looked at Dai Chengfeng. Her tone regained its usual calmness, but upon closer listening, it carried a barely noticeable fluctuation:
"She... Qian Renxue, is coming back."
"Qian Renxue?"
Dai Chengfeng's heart skipped a beat, a wave of joy surging within him.
That noble, proud, dazzling little angel like the sun, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was much missed.
But outwardly, he immediately reined in all his emotions, showing a well-measured hint of surprise and puzzlement:
"Why is she coming back? Has the undercover mission in the Tian Dou Empire ended?"
Bibi Dong shook her head, her gaze returning to the letter, her eyes profound:
"The letter didn't specify the reason, only mentioned that she will return to Spirit City soon."
She paused, her tone carrying an indescribable meaning, "Perhaps... something has changed, or perhaps... it's her own decision."
Subsequently, Bibi Dong fell silent, gazing at the letter, her expression changing continuously as she sank into some complicated thoughts, seemingly forgetting Dai Chengfeng's hand still inside her clothes.
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